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Huons Are Crying
Verse1
Our second oldest life
Predating Christianity itself
A beacon in southern forests
Cleared for wealth
Verse 2
We cut, cleared and burnt
The areas they ruled
Clearing all life
These greed driven fools
Chorus
Huons are crying
Reign coming to an end
One hundred years they say
Without climate on the mend
Verse 3
Sentinels of beauty
Still they survive
Majesty in tact
As southern forests revive
Verse 4
New threat looms
For these wonders of nature
4000 years broken
By foolish strangers
Verse 5
Carbon fills the air
Temperatures rise
This insidious creeping
Will be their demise
Chorus x 2
Huons are crying
Reign coming to an end
One hundred years they say
Without climate on the mend
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